Io esco di scena

By this river

Here we are
Stuck by this river
You and I
Underneath a sky thats ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down.
Through the day
as if on an ocean
Waiting here,
always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.
You talk to me
as if from a distance
and I reply
with impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
from another time.